Page 60 of Puck Shy

“Yes, Luke. I want your huge cock.”

Her choice of words has me smacking her ass again. Needing to be inside her, I move the scrap of wet thong to the side, not bothering to remove it. The jeweled heart plug glimmers in the light, and I press on it while I notch my swollen head at her soaked entrance.

“You’re dripping for me, baby,” I say, admiring how her arousal slides down her thighs and onto the bed. “Maybe I’ll have Johnny clean it up for us later, huh?”

Johnny grunts his approval while he punches his cock down Nia’s willing throat, and Stevie cries out a yes.

After a second of more teasing, I thrust into her easily, moaning her name as her greedy cunt takes my cock the way it was meant to, and the scrap of lace slides against my sensitive skin.

“Fuck, Stevie. You feel amazing.” I push my hips forward and smack her red ass until she yells my name again.

“God, I love your cock,” she says, moving her fingers faster inside Nia until the latter is moaning loudly around Johnny and taking him deeper.

“You’d better,” I tease, pressing my thumb into the plug again as I move at a quicker pace.

“Fuck, I’m going to come soon,” Johnny says as his hand moves to brush a tear that’s spilled from the corner of Nia’s eye. “You’re so fucking perfect, Nia.”

Her eyes smile before they roll into the back of her head. I guess she’s about to come soon, too.

I clutch the supple skin of Stevie’s ass and pull her all the way onto my cock. She wails again. “Take my fucking cock, baby, take every inch of it,” I command, knowing she loves it when I speak to her this way.

She sucks Nia’s clit, and I pull out almost all the way so I can grab the candle again. Once I have it secured, I piston my hips forward so my pelvis slaps against her ass, and then I start spilling the wax to write out a message. Stevie moans, and Nia hollows her cheeks, pressing Stevie into her cunt as I watch her climax take hold.

At the same time, Stevie grips her pussy around my cock, and I feel my orgasm build at the base of my spine. The tension in the air crescendos, and I know we’re all close to coming together. I finish my message to Stevie on her back and then set the candle down, leaning forward so I can wrap one of my arms under her to rub her clit. I fuck into her at a shallow and fast pace, chasing my orgasm as Stevie finds her own. I feel her shake, her pussy milking my cock as she comes.

“That’s it, Cherry. Come all over my dick like the good fucking girl you are.”

“Fuck, Luke—Lucas,” she chants. “Fuck me harder.”

I do as she asks, her orgasm rolling into another one as Nia falls apart on her tongue. I vaguely hear Johnny come as I cry out my girl’s name, pulling my cock from her tight heat to paint her ass with my cum.

After a few moments of heavy breathing, we collapse on the bed in a mess of each other. Eventually, Johnny moves next to Nia and puts his head between her breasts so she can stroke his hair while Stevie curls into my side, our legs tangling together.

When she finally has enough energy to open her eyes, she stares up at me drowsily. “What did you write on my back?” she asks.

I smirk at her, helping her roll over so I can peel the wax from her skin. I get most of it off, then I trace the wonky red marks that faintly spell out “I LUV U”. Once I’ve done it a few times, she kisses my neck and smiles at me with so much love I almost cry. Almost.

“I love you, too. Lucas McKnight.”

“I love you more, Cherry.”

“And I love your huge dick.”

I chuckle into her mouth as I capture her cherry lips in mine.

Happy Fucking Valentine’s Day.